Brother always wants to get a certificate with me [Quick Transmigration]

At three or four o'clock, the night has not completely faded, the crowded and chaotic intersection in the daytime is now empty and silent, the street lights are flickering, and the intersection hidden behind the shadows seems to be waiting for the prey with its mouth wide open. The door monster.

The little white cat lay on Ji Wuqin's shoulders, its small body trembling with the night wind, "How are you going to deal with him? Do you use the gossip array to trap him first?"

"No, that's too ink stained." Ji Wuqin took out a few charms and threw them at the place with the most yin energy at the intersection. The charms exploded a little spark in the darkness, and then burned violently. The soot followed the night wind It drifted away slowly, and then gathered together to depict a hideous ghost.

Supporting the little white cat to take a step back, Ji Wuqin poked Fu Chen's shoulder, indicating that it was time for him to play, and then explained to the somewhat confused little white cat: "It's too troublesome to use the gossip array, so we can directly put him on the field." Just force him out and then break up his soul."

"This," the little white cat couldn't believe it, "he's very powerful, can you deal with it?"

Ji Wuqin shook his head and smiled lightly, his eyes fell on his senior brother, with a little smug expression on his face, he praised without twitching at all: "Of course, my senior brother is the best."

"Wait for me here." Fu Chen put the coat hanging on his arm on Ji Wuqin's body, bowed his head and kissed him on the forehead before stepping into the darkness with the mahogany sword.

The invisible sword energy tore apart the darkness in front of Fu Chen. When the ordinary mahogany sword came into his hands, the blade began to glow red, exuding a strong aura.

The little white cat also inherited some of the Yao clan's inherited memory after opening its spiritual wisdom. It looked at Fu Chen's back in a daze for a while, and then suddenly came back to his senses, "Are you sword cultivators?"

He could tell that the mahogany sword was the most common weapon, but now it suddenly became a sharp weapon, and it had nothing to do with the person who used it.

"Well, the Xuanjian faction."

The little white cat shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

Ji Wuqin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's normal, because there are only me and senior brother in this sect." He would have forgotten that the cultivation world of this time and space is completely different from the reality.

When he was chatting with the little white cat, Fu Chen had already met the grieving ghost who appeared in a rage, maybe because he had just swallowed a soul and hadn't completely digested it, so the figure of the grieving ghost was a bit scary , with four arms fluttering in the air, gray-green face, red lips, only the white of the eyes staring at people is gloomy.

Ji Wuqin was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the grieving ghost. He scratched his neck and sighed again that it was great to have his senior brother by his side, otherwise he would have to go up and solve the grieving ghost himself.

Although with the ability of this resentful ghost, he can't be hurt, but facing his terrifying appearance, it still tests the endurance of his heart.

The resentful ghost has also practiced in this area for a long time, devouring a lot of souls, and his body is as solid as a solid body. His two arms were burned by the fire of the spell, half of which disappeared, and the remaining half It looks like atrophied muscle.

"Who are you?" The grieving ghost stared at Fu Chen coldly. When his eyes touched the mahogany sword in his hand, a look of fear flashed across his face, and his eyes slowly moved to Ji Wuqin , paused for a few seconds and then fixed on the little white cat on his shoulder.

"The person you brought?" The chain in Grudge's hand rattled, his hatred and anger increased his aura, and with a strong flick of his wrist, the chain hit Fu Chen's neck mercilessly.

Fu Chen unhurriedly raised the mahogany sword in front of him. The moment the chain collided with the sword, a burst of red light appeared from the mahogany sword, and the chain broke suddenly in the red light.

This chain was not an ordinary weapon, it was transformed by Wraith Ghost's own cultivation, the moment it broke, his body became much more transparent, and his grey-green face was also blurred.

Seeing the completely one-sided situation over there, Ji Wuqin touched the little white cat's head in a good mood, "He knows you?"

The little white cat nodded and explained: "I used to live near here. When he saw that I had opened my mind, he wanted to devour my soul to help him cultivate a physical body."

"It was Zhao Ji who saved you?" The little white cat has only opened up its spiritual wisdom, and has not seriously cultivated it. Facing the resentful ghost that has existed for decades, if no one saves you, it is estimated that the little white cat has already entered The belly of the ghost.

The little white cat didn't shake his head, but he didn't nod either. He nervously looked at the grieving ghost under Fu Chen's sword, until he became more and more transparent, his figure became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared under the sunshine. soul.

As the number of people on the road gradually increased, Fu Chen threw the mahogany sword in his hand that had been half corroded by Yin Qi into the trash can beside him, and stuck a few charms at the intersection to suppress the coldness of the place. After doing all this, he went to find Ji Wuqin who was sitting on the side of the road and was about to fall asleep.

Fu Chen's cell phone rang when he was halfway there. He frowned slightly. Seeing that Ji Wuqian had been woken up, he took out his cell phone and handed it to him, "Zhao Sheng's phone."

Ji Wuqin rubbed his eyes, took the phone and pressed the answer button, and asked suspiciously: "Zhao Sheng? What's wrong? Yesterday's spell didn't work?"

Zhao Sheng's tone over there was a little anxious, and his speech speed became much faster, "Master, my brother suddenly fainted today and was just sent to the hospital. The doctor said that his heart rate is weakening and his vital signs are slowly disappearing. They couldn't find the reason, master, do you have any way to save my brother's life?"

Just halfway through Zhao Sheng's speech, Ji Wuqin's eyes became much clearer. He glanced at the empty shoulders, calmly waited for Zhao Sheng to finish speaking, and then asked, "Which hospital?"

"Affiliated hospital in the city center."

"Okay, we'll be there in half an hour." Ji Wuqin hung up the phone and looked up at his brother, "The kitten is gone, I don't know when it ran away."

Fu Chen pulled him up and patted the dirt on his body, "You can find him in the hospital."

"But I can't save Zhao Ji."

"It's okay, the resentful ghost has been eliminated, and Zhao Ji's soul can already enter the reincarnation."

From the very beginning, Ji Wuqin knew that he could not save Zhao Ji who had been haunted by the ghost for many days, and he promised the little white cat to come to get rid of the ghost, in order to give Zhao Ji a chance to be reincarnated, so that he would not be the next Resent ghosts.

After all, he received Zhao Sheng's reward, and he would feel a little embarrassed if he didn't do anything.

After arriving at the hospital, Zhao Sheng couldn't wait to lead the way for Ji Wuqin and Fu Chen, and brought them into the ward. Looking at Zhao Ji who was inserted into the respirator, his voice was a little choked, "It was fine yesterday, but suddenly this morning He fainted, and the doctor said that he couldn't find out what disease he had so far, so he could only try to keep him alive. I wondered if he was possessed by something unclean. Master, come and see, how many I am willing to give any reward."

Ji Wuqin glanced at Zhao Ji, who was already half dead on the bed, and scanned his bed, under the bed, window sill and cabinet one by one, searching for the little white cat that sneaked away.

"I'll check on him alone, you go out first." Ji Wuqin's gaze paused on Zhao Ji's twitching quilt, and then sent Zhao Sheng away without changing his expression.

After Zhao Sheng left, Ji Wuqin didn't have so many worries. He lifted Zhao Ji's quilt and looked at the little white cat lying on his chest. What happened to me?"

The little white cat opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes struggled, "...I have something to do in the human world, and I will definitely leave when I am done."

"What's the matter?" Ji Wuqin spread his hands, "Do you want to be a cat caregiver?"

"I'll leave when he wakes up."

"He won't wake up, he will be reincarnated directly." Ji Wuqin reached out to hug the little white cat, but he grabbed it gently.

The little white cat hid under Zhao Ji with a firm voice, "He will wake up, for sure."

Looking down at the little white cat for a while, Ji Wuqin shook his head and sighed, and was led out by Fu Chen's wrist. Zhao Sheng had been lingering at the door, calling them out, and immediately walked over and asked cautiously, "My brother?"

"Don't go in for the time being, let's see how he is doing later." Ji Wuqin turned and sat on the bench, tilted his head against Fu Chen's shoulder, leaned into his ear and whispered to him, "You Do you think Zhao Ji will wake up today?"

Fu Chen held his shoulders and said in a low voice, "Yes."

"It's a pity." Ji Wuqin closed his eyes and rubbed Fu Chen's shoulder affectionately, his tone was filled with imperceptible regret, "It's rare that such a spiritual little cat demon." He is not a nosy person People, wanting to send the little cat demon back to the mountains to practice again and again, are just because he values ​​his good aura.

In the ward, the little white cat got out from under Zhao Ji's body after Ji Wuqin and the two left, lay on his chest and looked at his face curiously, and carefully stretched out its paw to touch it twice, Feel a little strange to the touch.

"You saved me once, and I'll pay you back once. We're even." The little white cat closed its eyes and curled up on Zhao Ji's chest, listening to his slow heartbeat. He wrapped Zhao Ji's body tightly, and after a quarter of an hour, Bai Guang disappeared together with the little white cat.

The call light in the ward suddenly sounded, and Zhao Sheng and several doctors immediately opened the door and rushed in. It was quiet for a while, and suddenly Zhao Sheng couldn't hide his joyful voice, "Brother, you are going to scare me to death, fortunately you fine."

Zhao Ji was still at a loss about the current situation, he took off the respirator, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"You passed out suddenly. The doctor said that you might not survive tonight. Fortunately, I called Master Ji. He must have rescued you." Zhao Sheng has now become Ji Wuqin's fan, thinking He is so mysterious and powerful.

Zhao Ji was confused when he heard this, and his brows furrowed deeper, "What a mess."